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realsleezy – new money lyrics

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[verse 1: realsleezy]

this is all i know
this is all i do
i been getting money
what about you
this is all i want
this is all i got
if i get locked down
the money won’t stop
all of these n-ggas
claim they getting some money
but i never see it
that’s why i’m laughing
this sh-t so funny

all of these b-tches
just wanna come home with me
but i can’t trust a thot
them hoes ain’t for free

bad b-tches on my line
i just let em cool off
i ain’t wasting no time
smash the p-ssy then skurt off

if you gettin money
you better keep it on the low
cuhs i been hustling for 6 years
and ill still tell a b-tch no

[verse 2: realsleezy]

young mastermind taking everything
ill do anything for the blue and green
pull up in that f-cking mean machine
i want a hundred racks yeah thats all on me
i got a s-xy thing, she from overseas
when she act bad, i make her play with keys
i do it for me, i do it so good you can’t ignore me

you don’t even know half the story
the road to money can get very gory
but i’m in the house like my name is corey
i come around, lay it down, then i’m out-ty
i hit the back door then i smash out in my new audi

[verse 3: realsleezy]

i need all of my money and i need it now
everybody knows i’m the biggest thing to hit your town
if you got a problem, better state it now
because i’m on my way to the top, and i ain’t looking down

get every f-cking dollar that you can
and don’t you f-cking stop until the stacks h-t the fan
i need all my credit but i want my cash in my hand
and imma stack that sh-t up as fast as i can

i feel like the dark knight
pull up in roleys & bentleys
i been sipping purple all night
i got a gallon of lean with me
i feel like the dark knight
pull up in lambs and rarris
i been smoking gas all night
lets turn this club to a drug party

i pull up to the airport with a bag and a case
then i board the pj, in my pjs
hop off smoking cake, skurt off in the wraith
real n-ggas can relate

[verse 4: realsleezy]

go get yo money young n-gga
go get yo money young b-tch
f-ck what they talking about n-gga
if they ain’t talking about getting rich

never trust a punk b-tch
that’s word to my bro larry june
because i just f-cked up my leg
kicking a punk b-tch out the room

whats up young dolph
im the king of my city too
but i’m from long beach my n-gga
where the killers move
i respect a n-gga getting paper
and if she ain’t getting money i can’t date her

wussup young ferg
i do it for my fam too
but i ain’t got no family n-gga
i do it for my crew
and that’s the truth

- realsleezy lyrics

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